Illusions – Ligo Haibun Challenge

“Doubt everything. Find your own light.” ― Gautama Buddha

Each of us are more or less enslaved by our senses and the illusions created by them without really being aware.

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Looking at a beach through a few palm fronds, we think of the South Seas …

PrimulaA few early bloomers in February, make us think of spring …

moutain watersA close-up of a small irrigation ditch, might on first sight make us think of a water fall!  Even as our eyes play tricks on us so can all the other senses…indeed memories of situations which we’ve lived through in the past can powerfully influence our reality.

We were evacuated to Yaoude in Cameroun back in the late seventies when civil war broke out in Chad.  We’d been more or less under fire for about a week.  It became a common occurrence to hear gunfire and bombs going off.  But all that was behind us and we felt safe and relaxed for the first time in days.

Then, at 6:00 we began to hear explosions. The continuous sounds of blasting reverberated as each explosions went off and then echoed through the hills of Yaoude.  The kids began to scream, we hit the floor.

The people who were hosting us those first few days came running to see what all the commotion was about.  Then they understood as the echos of the last blasts were dying out.  They explained that the Chinese were digging a tunnel through a nearby mountain and that they set off dynamite every evening at 6:00, it had become such a common occurence that they’d forgotten all about it and so didn’t think to warn us.

As babies we first start collecting our memories and our sensations…and continue until we breathe our last breath.  We then use these bits of experience to define our impressions of reality…but in fact, they are illusions, because just have a snippet of the facts.

a vase of flowers
on the table this morning
reminder of spring


Written for Ligo Haibun Challenge – Quote Week

 

18 thoughts on “Illusions – Ligo Haibun Challenge

  1. We are not enslaved to the illusions of our memories nor trapped within them. It is only marginally correct to say that we are afraid to reach outside of them. If the truth is to be told, we are frightened of living without them. Not because change is stressful, but because without them we do not know truly who we are. If there is but one thing more frightful to humans than living without their illusions it is to find out who they really are.

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  3. What intense memories, being evacuated and then hearing the dynamiting. Memory is pretty frail at the best of times, and subject to reexamination and imaginative editing. Beautifully written, Georgia. Up to your usual standard! Peace and Joy, Brenda

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  5. What a story. I can understand all the emotions you all went through. Finding peace of mind after something like that is difficult. For you the light came through rational thinking. I hope the children did not bear emotional scars.

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